Part 3

Yeah I would say it was warmish but the dry air made you quite thirsty even though the heat was not intense.

Where was I....yes we where in the airport and it felt strange. The airport felt like it was from 20-30 years in the past. Immigration was very simple no questions asked. They just made sure you had all of your stamps and bingo they let you through. Once we where through the formalities (one officer told me that I looked Indian, I was wearing a Pajama Kurta...I will check with Yogita on the spelling) I went out into the receiving area...and it was soo...strange...it was soo quiet as we emerged from customs...there were signs with people looking for people who just arrived. Well that is normal..I have been to many airports...but this was strange because it was sooo quiet! No music no background noise of any kind...just quiet eyes scanning you checking to see if they knew you.

Once we past that area we able to see booths where we could hire a taxi, or buy bus tickets.
There Yogita and I checked out the taxi fares...and we found that Yogita was right it would be over Rs 8000. Once I heard that I just started to walk away. However, the guy there kept calling us back haggling with us....but I was not in the mood for haggling...I was too tired. I was n ot rude to him but I did have to turn down his repeated offers....

darn....ran out of time again....I will be back!!!!!


jeyo.